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Confrontation on the Metro Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Turn back theclock for a moment Rewind that shyte for a minute You wanna argue me down? Justify your thoughtless eye You wish it was that simple see you wanna remember negativity in me But wash away what you did to me You can't run from your past, It haunts you It shows on you like a Good Times marathon Big Mama always told me and 2 this day it's true There are 3 sides 2 a story Yours, mine, and the truth Look at you now all done up and brand new Not the same person I met,Weren't you in a shelter with son in tow? Seem just like yesterday, You don't remember that though I saw potential in you just waiting to come out >Simma down! now Simma down!< No need for you to shout >You say you didn't need it< But you didn't turn it down I made sure you ate and while you were at school I was holding lil' man down Hell, I paid 4 you 2 go connected you with the folks Now you "Gubment" now 2 good 4 me Laughing at all those stupid jokes I remember when, Your hair aint look so nice I paid for the shampoo,curl, and style because of fear of lice >And your first place you say?< Please- Do you recall Besides daycare 4 your son I was paying 4 it all Big mama used to tell me and to this day it's true There are 2 sides to a story Yours, mine and the truth I should've saw it back then I could've prevented allthe drama You jumping on my car Right in front of my Big Mama >Oh, You were pressed back then!< Yeah, You were something Getting mad because of time with my son but with yours it was nothing I overlooked the rage in you blindsided by my love I wanted 2 show you everything, The things that you dreamed of Remember Cozumel--St. Martin Got married in Negril But by then you were listening to your friends saying"It aint no Big Deal" >Yeah, I admit I wasn't always there< But what was I supposed to do? I had to provide,you said it yourself, "I work 4 both me and you" Big mama always told me and 2 this day it's true There are 3 sides to a story Yours, mine, and the truth The American Dream we had, The house, the trips, the cars But inside we died the dream deferred Married life became a farce You'd come home and complain - ahem-excuse me- compare Theire husband do this,I don't know how you Dared!! Then to top it all off, The time that we could share You were out with the "new friends" Leaving lil' man in my care >You don't have to tell me what I was 'posed to do!< I loved him like my own and if you did He would now be with you You'll pay when he is grown >That's why I took your money!< Look at how you sound Like anyone on here would say "I got to have her" now >Would I take you Back?!< Your sick! That ship has long since sailed The day you lied/said I hit you The day that I got jailed Big mama always told me and 2 this day it's true There are 3 sides to a story Yours, mine, and the truth Your as fake as they come I know it now But when separated for the first year 3x's a month you would come to get laid just trying to keep me near Again I was blinded, Took you back in the house, Thinking all of the nonsense would cease But after one week I found out you'd only came back because it was the end of your lease You were spoiled.It's my fault I can shoulder all the blame But now you can't make it on your own and that's a gd shame Upset that I no loger wanted you Like we were something divine >Yeah, I gave you half when I sold the house< 2 be without you suits me fine I'm all better now I found me again, Back 2 writing,my music.. >Oh you heard?!< B. not Ben >Yeah, I speak from experience and tell the whole story< To me it only makes since I'm happy now, You helped me out a substance out of conflict -Well, This is my stop 2 years since the divorce I'm glad to end this page <--And as the door was closing, with the sound of Bing- boom She stated "Damn, you done changed" Big mama always told me and on this day it was true There are 3 sides to a story Yours -mine and the truth -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- ©Benjamin Casey 2006 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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